Тексты песен «Brooke Jonatha»

It's as if we're tracing some familiar faultline Running down the coast from you to me Dark potential just beneath the surface All the worlds colliding in the tragedy Blood from a stone, wine from water I'd die here...

If it was any other year, or any other life But this one's mine to carry on now, yes it's mine to carry on now 'Cause I will always disappoint you, is it vengeance or your pride? 'Til you lose me like that trinket on...

'Cause you are there in my dreams, and in my days like you've always been I've got a river of kin, a footbridge of neighbors, The rest of my little world is full-fledged strangers, Full-fledged strangers But you think...

I never knew what enough was, until I'd had more than my share I let the darkness in, and it was then I lost the dare It was then I lost the day There will be no prayers on your return And there will be no party thrown...

All things being equal, her beauty was not her fault, And it was not her only advantage Midst the feast and the novelty--the manliness of his charms... So was it really such a shock, so much history in a kiss, Besides...

I'm going down to the river, I'm gonna look for you I know you'll be waiting there, 'cause it's a woman's trick I'm gonna give you what you want, 'cause you've been asking And I don't even want to know your name But...

If you could shake back a thousand tears And you could take back the crosses in your fingers You would know no better, know better, better that we... We were meant to be together Spinning freely you could collide And...

It would take a wide net to drag that deep, through all the years, The years I believed you And you'd be hard pressed to face the fact of all the lies and the fears that Deceived you You say it doesn't matter now,...

L'Allemand used to visit me in Paris, in Paris I remember the men, I remember the houses in Paris His station nearby, I was his afternoons We didn't mind, we shared everything, everything, in Paris And he'd come in...

Every morning I get up and I watch the war, watch the war And every morning it upstages all my favorite shows--Donahue, Hogan's Heroes (chorus:) It's the American way, the new world order We hold these truths to be...

I'm retravelling this lifeline that's so close to home We are on our way to West Point Where your perfect, blond cousin will throw his hat up in the air And we will watch it fall And I'm still the girl that loved you...

You know the tricks of the trade You can hit the soft spots at the center Dish it out and take it back Riding on the wave of your pompous ways But I know that sooner or later You'll have to wring your lovely hands in...